REACH

touch my hand

let us travel by char of fire

and leave knowing behinde

raptourous rays cast upon us

lifting yourself from death grasp

to fly toward the bleeding horizen

and beyond

take hold , to asscend to the place

where ever the winds will us

escapeing to new-found destiny

of lands not yet explored

valleys of orchards sweet yet to bloom

isles of lusious jungels yet ventured

to the mountianous regions of foreboding

and the metropolis life itself

to where demons howl

and ocean rocks where sirens sing

to the possibility of the unlikely

enriching your dreams to soar

above stonewalls  of life

vitality springs forth

from your eyes

awaken!

to see fantasy

as it was ment to be

then shall you be free

 

 

 

 

 

when early morning air

crisp and cool

shuffles through.

the trees bow and applaud

graciously

rooted down in what is belief

reaching toward the heavens

which are never quite in reach

whn the rain is wet

steady as  pain rolls

hope drifts gently to the ground

is felt throughout

side-stepping time and space

they will reach up

only in vein

 

will they exist ?

stoubborn though it is

slow as rain it will subside

REACH

sink silently into what it

should be

what would you have it be?

each rose shall have its thorn

paicently  they will out last

the rain.

reaching up against what is

broken

rain slow as pain can only

last for as long as it is ordained

it leaves what is left to its own existance

prepared for early morning air

shuffles through.

once again